It has been a lovely morning up here on the mountain. Fog at sunrise, cool, crisp, breathing freshness into an otherwise stagnant stillness of our drying Northern California landscape. I feel as if my life has evolved into a new level of wild, as the days are punctuated mostly by the wildlife, or occasional trips into town, and the coming and going of ‘the man’. Summer brings chickadees and hornets and straggling tough kinds of wildflowers, but mostly a platinum landscape of dry grasses, and oppressive stickery burrs along the trails which are a true pain to have to endure picking off of one’s self, and one’s dog’s fur. No wonder we have been lazy lately.
The dog and I decided to adventure up & out this morning, and so after weeks upon weeks of very little walking, we made it to the top. Once near the top on the sharp and narrow knife-edge, the actual geological ridge cresting at a width of barely six feet wide in sections, and covered in young knobcone pines, makes a lovely path to follow….
A cliff drop to the east is Napa Valley, and a rolling descent to the west is Sonoma Valley, and from up here one can nearly feel the mountain’s spirit, as if the rock is slowly cutting through centimeter by centimeter, not stagnant but alive, with an energy about it which is luring, beckoning one to get the reward of being at the top. It is a special place the peak, at 2600 feet, and it really is almost less than a half-hour walk from our house if we hoof it, so we vowed to each other to get our lazy selves up there a lot more than we have, Emma and me.
Back at home, deliciously overcast clouds, and a breeze kicking up. While Emma continues her napping, I’m at the drawing board again on a new design, its endless calculations, and with delicious cup of coffee.
I’ll leave you with a little slideshow of nice shots from our walk, and wish you all well until next time…
Gorgeous……and our little hollow was buried in that fog. Lovely after the heat wave we just had. Thats the other side of the mountain from me, isn’t it?
If you look in the top photo you can see two layers of cloud, the lower fog lifting from the morning, and the high clouds. Its just the top of the ridge, looking over Napa Valley.
That is a stunning shot. You’re really in the woods.
Yes, right in the middle of nowhere ! 🙂
I wish I were there …
Me too ! 🙂
I felt I was there! And I loved the coffee afterwards.
Liz, I so wish you were here, to break up the quiet a bit, and to share the coffee (and the lemon cake I’m about to make…;) xx
And.. day two that I managed to get out for a walk about half way to the peak, and that is better than nothing. Tomorrow, to the peak again!
Also, I just finished with the basic pullover pattern, and ahead of the yarn arriving in mail !